One Direction and Zayn Mailk Preferencesツ

"Daddy....."

Harry: “Keep going, kitten.” It was times like these that really got him going. Having you on top of him, swiveling your hips and scraping your long nails down his chest like you were his own personal pet for him to play with. His fingertips were digging into your sides hard enough to leave nasty marks for the next day, but you love it. “I can feel you in my stomach, Daddy” you whimpered, circling your hips down onto him in figure eights. His knees bent, feet placed firmly on the mattress so he could steady you better. “Yeah, baby?” he asked, running his hands up and down your sides. “You like riding Daddy’s cock like this?” You bit your lip and nodded, grinding down on his cock. “Good, because you’re so good at it, baby. Such a good girl for Daddy.”

Niall: It wasn’t that it didn’t turn him on because it did; he just didn’t enjoy it as much as you. “Please, (Y/N)” he begged, hoping you’d stop teasing him and just pull his god damn boxers down already. “What do you want?” You finally released him from the constraints but kept a loose grip. He was frustrated and horny as hell but he knew you wouldn’t give in easily. You purposely moved your mouth towards him, breathing your warm breath over the underside of his length. He groaned and threw his head back, grabbing onto the back of your head. “I want you to suck Daddy’s cock dry” he finally gave in just wanting to feel your mouth around him. “Of course. Anything for Daddy” you whispered, engulfing him with your mouth. Just how Daddy likes it.

Liam: You’re so hormonal today and you don’t know why. All day you’ve wanted nothing more than to just pounce on him but he’s been out since this morning. When he finally does come home, you sneak your way downstairs and walk up behind him on the couch. “Baby, not now” he said, feeling your lips move along the back of his neck. “M’tired.” You make a whiny noise and move your hands down the front of his chest. “Please, Daddy. I want you so bad.” His head leaned back against the couch, allowing you to press your lips to his. “Yeah baby? Want Daddy to take care of you?” You moaned into the kiss and nodded your head eagerly. He grinned and stood up, picking you up with him. “Well Daddy can’t disappoint his favorite girl. Now can he?”

Louis: “I’m sorry, Daddy.” There’re many rules he expected you to follow but there was only one that he was particularly strict about. Breaking it would get you into a lot of trouble but you couldn’t help it today. His eyes were burning a hole in your head the second he walked in on you cheating on him…..with yourself. “I couldn’t wait” you whined, moving your fingers faster against you. He shook his head, undoing the buttons on his shirt as he walked towards you. “This isn’t good.” He ripped your hand away from your body and grabbed the silk scarf he kept for special occasions. “Sluts who can’t keep their hands to themselves get tied up.” You whimpered, having been so close to your release. “Now, Daddy’s gonna have to punish you.”

Zayn: “What’s the safe word, baby?” he asked as he placed a pillow underneath your hips. You gripped onto the sheets and looked over your shoulder at him. “Red” she breathed out, preparing for what was to come. “Good girl.” His hands reached down to untangle his belt from his slacks, smoothening it out while he told you to keep your arms out in front of you. His fingers ran along her spine, eliciting goosebumps onto the skin. The first swing came down hard, causing you to whimper out loudly. “Daddy…” He smirked, rubbing over the reddened skin with a gentle touch. “Daddy’s gonna spank you real good sweetheart.” The next blow came, causing your back to arch off the bed. “Shhh…stay down baby girl. Be a good girl for Daddy.”